When We Move

When We Move (feat. Black Thought & Seun Kuti)

South China Sea penitentiary
They’re making rounds to the sound of the drums
Trash into islands while Jakarta is eaten everyday

Lake Ponchatrain still growing steady
Inhabitants at the rims of a bowl
They say immersion helps you learn
Well we get it, thanks for the wisdom

I know, I’ll change, what’s right in my hands
Let’s be horrified, that’s our luxury
Products of fear of not existing

Misaligned

Moonlight, past the storming
Stars are forming, on their own
Staring unassuming
Maybe moving, maybe still
News comes in the morning
Reassuring
You’re gonna wind up dead

These days, the nervous tics are worse with every regret
and the sun sets
It’s fine, you’ll have to ration out each part of yourself.
Oh well!

Upside down when it’s right side up
You can’t keep all the alarms
Yeah from crying out
loud and proud like the last to fall
The sun is racing away
And you’re crying out loud
No longer so proud
Of what you’ve done
What you’ve done
All dead set, you forgot
You’re caught in machinery
lovely scenery

It’s fine, we all make do with what little we got left
You’ve time, but the body can’t sustain the attention

Upside down when it’s right side up
You can’t keep all the alarms
Yeah from crying out
Loudly delivering last orders
The lucky go in their sleep
But I’m crying out loud
No longer so proud
Of what I’ve done
Did I hurt anyone?
All dead set, I forgot
I’m caught in machinery
lovely scenery
Thankless misery

Tell me straight, percentages and probabilities
I’m on the defense, all the breakthroughs in senescence
I’ll never see, It’ll never be, oh but the guarantee!

He said you’ve still time to make a measured decision
I see your hesitation, but you can’t afford to be too patient
Find new hobbies to mark passing
Fix benches in the park
Vegetable garden boxes
Serve lunch at the public school

He said you’ve still got time
A measured decision
Quality of life or nip it in the bud!
Building homes for the migrant swallows
But the sparrows evict them, 
toss out their children
Not now! I’m counting the stitches
get one wrong and the entire sequence is offset! 
upside down when it’s right side up
I’m counting the stitches
crochet can be fun but if you get one of these loops wrong
It’s all offset upset subpar all a mess
Knees too weak to climb that hill
But what a mediocre view!
Well good riddance
My autonomy is currency
Spent pushing up boulders
deciduous decay
the gradient in the leaves filters the rays
A feast for the eyes though the vision is blurred

He said you’ve still got time

Upside Down / Right Side Up (soundcloud cut)

So why you gotta knock and ask me mine?
I’m not ready for winter, I need time!
Put my hopes in the community
But they keep falling off decidedly
So what is it I’m going to leave behind?

Well I know that it starts with change
The new campaign reflects the same
This is our common sense
and it fits your experience
All the risks will be coming my way

So are you gonna waste my fucking time?
So why you gotta knock and ask me mine?
You talk of a collective burden
Failure comes of that I’m certain
So why you gotta listen, prod, and pry?

Cause I know nothing’s going to change
The new campaign reflects the same
Everything from my purse
I’m leaving to Linda, yeah-- the nurse!
at least she cared in my last days

Not a penny for you!
I’m just a bitter old fool who’s writing out--

Cursive reminders that I should aspire 
to constantly grow like a pine tree
Well if that’s true, 
I suppose I’m decaying so gracefully
Soon to be milled into coffee tables
Terrible winters the sun never shows
but I’m desperately green like a pine tree
Never to learn, 
Take a look at the ringed cross-sections
Follow the rot to the roots of the guilt back home

Decidedly Deciduous (ft. Matt Case)

Passionate Dream’s

And all at once we rushed into the room
They said so sorry it simply came so soon
Thank you for all the assistance 
But we’ll take it from here

We joked around about inevitable ends
Just paper tigers eager to defend
some part of ourselves from disaster
Why can’t this go any faster?

With just a look he wiped my courage away
Rendered a blank and helpless frame
Thank you for all the assistance
We were meticulous in our plans
Despite all our preparation 
And all the finest distractions
Couldn’t help but ruminate
Concentrate on the image treadmill, please

How weakly he reclined
How much it declined in his eyes
I still held hope that one day 
we’d finish that list

And the assistant hurries to the next room
If it were me, I’d never be there on time, no
They say one day it’ll just feel ordinary
But for now, I’m wide open to illusions

The Assistant

A descent to Hell & back with Russ Hillier & M.C. Razor

Homebrew

02 Fear Of Emotions

Yellow lines are scanning by
I should be listening to night skies
Instead I'm speeding through the countryside
Like I'm skipping a song

At the wheel, 
Falling asleep
How reckless, I
Never feel the center of gravity
Nor the poles shifting,
Not steering,
I'm just shifting weight to live

Yellow lines are scanning by
I should be listening to night skies

Comes a storm,
The first drops in months
It rolls in quick--

Jolted awake, 
I pulled a hard right
From the headlights off the mirrors
I'm a disaster waiting to arrive

Passengers, entrust in me
Get closer to the risks
we're tied, we're tied

It's pouring but
We can't waste time
A slick tar slip n' slide
Back home, back home

Worry for them, worry for me
Your earnest wishes come
Too late, too late

Listening to Night Skies

Let Me Talk

lyrics

Agni is the cannibal, Ina averex coat
The one That put Hannibal on the banana boat
First class silk but living off cotton coach
Thrift store threads, not a Macklemore boast

Don't need a roach to expand my potential
jaw, tongue, killer wit and  razor dentals
Fuck up your rental, and the mentals you own
Equal opportunity, get it in any  timezone.

I do it slow, or slower, ask your Muse.
She snuffed my pilot light, I lit her fuse.
abusing  beats like Russians bang Syrian planes
Like Americans to Ukraine, I am napalm and butane.

I tear space time fabric in half
I'm  lyrical nympho who orgasm in blood baths.
I listen and laugh to so called talent
But fools couldn't find balance with valance electrons 
I'm the hurricane Trump wanted to bomb
I devour nukes, then pass them along 
Nuclear waste stains the whities of this Bum
Anyone got a drawstring, my sweats need one.
Threads.


Everyone tryna floss threads
Everyone out here making threads
Fabric of this community is strong threads
Mess with my peoples, then it's on threads

MHH Cypher 47-Threads (produced by Day Vision)

My name is Victor. A traveler through various points in time.  I am a poet, and music producer looking to combine poetry and music but using videogames as a story telling mechanism.

MHH Cypher 47-Threads (produced by Day Vision)

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